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Lazy Sunday, 1 December 2013

I’m still nursing a tryptophan hangover, so you’ll have to fend for yourselves.

  • URGENT MATTER OF NATIONAL IMPORT: Watch this before it goes away because of copyrighty nonsense and ruins all my fun.
  • Actually, Thanksgiving food does taste better, according to Science.
  • I knew someone in college who was really, really into lucid dreaming and he was always pressing books on me and trying to talk quietly to me until I fell asleep/was asleep and explaining how to take control of my astral plains or whatever and maybe he was on to something.
  • Lettering does not equal type, and here are the distinctions. (This is very interesting, contrary to the way I set it up.)
  • I was completely and utterly hooked after the first line of this excellent article about the international art dealing community.
  • Albert Camus killed JFK.
  • Almost everyone my age who is interested in food credits Alton Brown of Good Eats with feeding that kernel of curiosity in the late 90s/early 00s. He didn’t have the stupid construct that I was following along (wasn’t allowed to use stove) or that I could buy expensive ingredients (couldn’t earn money because childhood), and instead focused on teaching you how things worked, and this is what made him so great.
  • Paul Walker died last night, and this is a mediation on fame, masculine beauty in the extreme, and dying young. If you were born between 1985-1992 and you say that Paul Walker + Usher were not completely formative in your understanding of your own sexuality, you’re a liar and I want you to stop reading Chronderlust.
  • Quick reminder: The internet is not anonymous and you are not so smart, even you, Miss OBGYN Smartypants/Drug Dealer.
  • I can’t bring myself to click this, since I’m already afraid of EVERYTHING, but maybe you will want to. Even the lead up is creepy. I need to lie down.

Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell

PLEASE just click this for the headline alone. I promise you it’s all Tina Fey after the jump.

It’s an Interspecies Love Story, Baby Just Say Yes.

My sister emailed me this, the latest iteration of the screaming sheep video. I cannot recommend it highly enough.

If you are having trouble adjusting to the idea that the work week is about to start again, please watch this 10 times in a row, as I did.

Also: my targeted ad at the bottom of this video was “One of Your Exes Wants To Get Back Together. CLICK HERE TO SEE.” Um, if you’re reading this right now, bro, we are never getting back together. Like ever.